Roll Down The Line Testo

An eye that boils
An eye that binds
And strangles with
Regret but still
Comes so easily
Where'd you go?
Tonight I woke
To find you gone
The question and
An answer that sounded off
The glance goes abject enough
When she was young
She asked me if
I knew her well
I thought I did
I know better know
An eye that boils
An eye that binds
And strangles with
Regret but still
Comes so easily
The question and
An answer that sounds
The glance goes abject, cut off
An answer, cut off